I must say that because of my children, mornings have become more exciting for me than they would normally be, as I am not a morning person. I listen intentionally to anything they say, it seems as though they wake up with fresh revelations from the throne of God after basking in His arms all night.
While trying to get them ready to head out, Bumble Bee held one of his toys as I put his jacket on. They are not allowed to take toys out of the house, so as usual, I asked him to go leave it in their playroom. Instead of gently putting the toy down, he flung it into the room while he stood in the hallway. That wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, we fling things around every once in a while, but I’m a mum, so I must take every opportunity to teach a lesson, or correct a habit, or just be a mum and leave a comment. I asked why he threw the toy instead of going in to put it down. I must pause at the moment to let you know that I was talking to my darling two-year-old son. He looked me in the eye as if to question the logic behind my question, and he said:
“I didn’t throw it. I passed it to the ground”
I guess he and the floor were playing catch and I just wasn’t aware.
In their usual fashion, they barged into my room that morning beaming with smiles and screaming “mummy, mummy”. I don’t know how they wake up in such high spirits, but I love it because it’s contagious. Hugging them with good mornings flying around, I lifted them to my bed as we continued our morning felicitations. I can’t remember what we began to speak about but suddenly, Drama Queen popped a brow-raising question:
DQ: “Mummy, where is the cross?”
Me (looking puzzled): “Which cross?”
DQ: “The one Jesus died on the cross”
Me (still looking puzzled): “Erm, I think they broke it apart and burnt it”
DQ (looking at me with horror in her eyes): “Huh? They did what?”
Me (revising my answer): “I think they threw it away”
DQ (looking at me like I was talking rubbish): “No, mummy, it’s still in the Bible”
I haven’t recovered from her statement, and it’s been over a week. My spirit still looks like this 😲😲😲
When Bumble Bee told me he didn’t throw his toy but passed it to the ground, he was trying to tell me that I had a different perspective from him, and the way I chose to see what he had done affected my response. If I had realised he was playing a game of pass with the floor, I would have said “Good job, BB, that was such a good pass”.
When Drama Queen asked the question about the cross, she was also testing my perspective. What about Scripture do I think is dead and gone and does not exist anymore?
For the word of God is alive and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart. Hebrews 4:12
People walk around doubting the existence of God because they have not seen Him. Others stand around trying to debate the validity of His word because they see no evidence. But we do not realise that the evidence of God and His word stares us right in our faces as we open the pages of the Bible and read its content every day. His words are proof that He exists and He lives and reigns and rules. We believe because it is written.
So whenever someone comes to you to ask something about God they think doesn’t exist anymore, let them know it’s still in the Bible, and that’s all the evidence we will ever need.
I sat beside a dear friend at church and overheard her complain to her husband about how her fitness tracker deletes her step-count every time. She wasn’t very pleased that it counted fewer steps than she had actually done. So I practised my ‘perspective’ lesson on her:
Me: Did you do the steps?
Friend: Yes I did. Now it has cleared it and it’s not showing how many steps I’ve actually done.
Me: But you did the steps?
Friend: Yes I did (she was probably going to punch me for asking again)
Me: So it’s not cleared. The steps are in your legs.